Chapter 23: |Battles and Conspiracies(3)|

"So, what is the plan now, boss? Did our guards take the right measures to threaten Lady Tremaine Rottenstein using the hostage Cinderella to make her spill the beans?"

What..? Lady Tremaine Rottenstein?

M-My .. My mother!?

"Yes, they did."

The Royal page nastily kept his thumb on his mouth and licked it.

"The Queen sent few of her highly specialized guards for that purpose."

"You mean the fairies? Wow! That's so great, boss! "

A guard burst out in surprise and the others immediately tried shushing him in panic.

"I order you to refrain from talking so deliberately as there might be a few spies.. who might be peeking at us, at any moment.. " The Royal page's voice resounded sharply.

"Oh yess, you are absolutely right

Boss...Ugh, B-b-but, will give the money you have promised.. A-Ah.. to give us?.. "

"Of course. I will, Sebastian. That's a promise, after all."

I waited for a few seconds to listen to rest of the conversation.

But, strangely found none at the moment.

Well, that's weird..

I slowly tugged in my red hair, almost completely letting down my guard when.. I suddenly heard a few steps walk towards my direction.

I gasped and put my palms closer to my mouth.

So, is this what he was planning when the guard panicked!?

I knew that stammer was suspicious.

The Royal Page walked towards my direction and abruptly popped his head behind the fountain I was hiding in.

"So, What is it, Royal page? Is anyone there?.."

One of the guards asked as I quietly peeped from the tattered cloth that is supposed to be used to cover the squashed fruits of the broken cart, nearby.

"Nothing.."

The Royal Page abruptly dusted his dress noticing how empty that place was and walked back towards his entourage making his figure become more diminishing from my hazy line of vision from afar.

"I just thought I saw... The stepdaughter.... "

"Haha, is that so, and for a moment I thought you were actually serious. But, it seems it was just one of your delusions again. That bi**h did insult you to you own terror, remember..? "

"I am afraid, We promised not to talk about that incident ever again."

"A-Ah, you are right.. I am sorry.. Boss.. "

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"Achoo! "

I innocently poked my head out from the dusty cover and sneezed taking the dry straw off my face.

I let out a deep sigh.

Phew! That was close.

What? No..

I abruptly wiped off my cold sweat from my forehead and quickly got up.

I have no time to take sighs.

My family ..? I must find them!

I quickly run forward towards the direction of my home gritting my teeth.

My.. Family .. Are they safe? My mother?

And.. and little Drizzella! Was she able to escape? She is smart yet quick to thoughtless words like me.. Will she able to get out of there without any trouble?

Such thoughts flooded my panicking mind and I tried to run more faster.

But, unfortunately my body worked contrary to my brain and I soon found myself huffing and puffing, almost run out of breath half the way through.

This is hopeless. I can't run like this..

And, that's when I suddenly remembered the transportation pill, I had borrowed from Maryjun a while ago.

I quickly ate one of those pills and gulped them into my throat as my body slowly starts fading.

Ah.. It works!

I grinned in happiness and mentally thanked Mary.

'Thank you so much

Mary, your pills are the best! I am very sorry for not treasuring your acquaintance!'

As, I was thinking this, a black pit suddenly opened under my feet sending me to fall downwards at a great speed!

One thing, I hate to bare for long, was the misfortune of falling down into what seemed like a never ending black hole with absolutely nothing to grab on!

My organ felt like floating and my mouth were so tempted to puke but couldn't as I felt like my throat would come out.

I gritted my teeth at the averted force that was sucking me into it .

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I felt a terrible pain stirring up in my eyes remembering how these people, kidnapped Cinderella framed me, the step daughter to prison and are now threatening the lives of my mother and my baby sister.

How dare these people try to wreck my "family"? They better pay for it!

I am Anastasia, Anastasia De Rottenstein. The pessimistic cynical villainess of the Cinderella story who is too lazy to do her part in bullying the heroine and to fall into her own ruin.

But, if you mess with me?

Humph, I will prove how it is to fall into the clutches of a true villainess!